Novels by Joshua A. Crown

Letta immediately turned to face someone who was now patting her shoulder. After that, she fell silent when she saw a man smiling and looking at her. "Hi, long time no see. How are you?" the man asked, leaving Letta speechless before furrowing her brow. Is he one of the friends I forgot, Letta thought, now only able to smile awkwardly. "Yeah, I'm fine," Letta replied, trying to adjust to the situation and his question. Letta also didn't know whether the person was really someone she knew before or not, because Marco had once said that there were many people around them who might have ill intentions toward her and Marco. That made Letta realize that she seemed to have been out for too long, and she also didn't know how far the distance was from her current location to the hotel. "Thankfully, I also see you in good condition right now. I didn't know if you were pregnant too. That's happy news, but why didn't Marco ever tell our family?" Jacob said, examining every expression that Let

Letta blinked as she felt she had had enough sleep for her body, which had previously felt very tired from the game with her husband. She then looked at the sky, which was starting to darken, before glancing at the clock on the nightstand. It indicated that she had been sleeping for hours, but Marco still hadn't returned. Letta finally straightened her body, got off the bed, and walked towards the window, which displayed the bustle below, making Letta smile.It didn't seem like a bad idea for her to go out for a bit to get some fresh air while waiting for Marco's return. Although Marco had strongly forbidden her from going out alone, there must be guards out there that Marco had assigned to watch over her, and Letta could bring them along, she thought. Eventually, Letta chose to freshen up first, selecting the appropriate attire for her walk in the evening. Within minutes, she was admiring her reflection in front of the large mirror, wearing a light brown dress that complemented her f

Letta stepped down from the bed and stood before Marco, who was now gazing at every inch of her body. Marco smiled as if proud of the artwork he had painted on Letta's body."Don't look at me like that," Letta said, causing Marco to shrug as if indifferent."What's the problem? I'm just looking at my own wife's body," Marco said, making her roll her eyes lazily."Come here," Letta said, finally making Marco sit right by the bedside, and Letta immediately knelt."Now I know what my wife is about to do," Marco said, making Letta smile."I will do what just became your game," Letta said as she reached out her hand and undid the belt of Marco's pants before slowly unbuttoning them. Marco remained silent, watching what Letta was about to do. Marco could see how Letta struggled to swallow her saliva. Even though it hadn't fully emerged, she seemed prepared. Marco just grinned, observing his wife's cute behavior."If you're afraid, you don't have to force it," Marco said, sounding like a tau

Marco then released their lip lock, starting to trail kisses down Letta's slender neck, then descending to her shoulders while gripping her back. However, the next moment, Letta truly screamed as Marco suddenly lifted her body in his arms, causing Letta to shake her head."No, put me down. What if I fall? Didn't you say that my body has really changed and doubled in size?" Letta asked, making Marco just smile."Your body still feels light to me, so don't worry. What I meant by doubling is this one of yours," Marco said, making Letta widen her eyes. Her face was now facing both her exposed sensitive sides clearly. Letta was about to respond to her husband's words when Marco immediately kissed both of Letta's sensitive sides in front of him. Letta could only embrace Marco tightly, tracing every one of his fingers on her husband's scalp, making Marco even more powerless as he greedily kissed her. Letta could only let out moans as Marco continued to tease both her sensitive sides. Letta c

Letta didn't know what her husband was discussing with Pedro earlier, but now she was stalling for time. Initially, she was only going to ask for one kiss, but now Marco was trailing kisses along her skin as if he didn't want to move at all. Letta finally pushed Marco's body, and their embrace unravelled."Pedro will keep waiting for us even longer. I haven't even dressed yet," Letta said, making Marco shake his head."It's okay. He's used to waiting. Don't worry about Pedro. What my wife should be thinking about is how to prevent her husband from teasing her again today," Marco said, once again making Letta shake her head."What am I supposed to do then?" Letta asked, making Marco look at her with a satisfied gaze."I want you to play around with me," Marco said, making Letta shake her head."I don't know how. I don't understand the kind of 'playing around' that's in your mind right now. So don't ask for anything strange," Letta said, making Marco just smile."It's not about my mind.

Letta began to feel the large hand that was now wrapped around her round stomach. The hand caressed her gently, causing Letta to blink her eyes. After that, she immediately turned to the back where Marco was also kissing the top of her head."Morning, sunshine," Marco said with his broad smile. Letta was momentarily stunned looking at her handsome husband's face up close, before finally gazing back perfectly at Marco."You're already fresh. Are you going somewhere?" Letta asked, making Marco nod his head."Yes, this morning I have to check the casino. I just took over it and last night wasn't feasible. So, early this morning, I will check it out directly," Marco said. Hearing this made Letta feel lonely again, even though their arrival in Chicago had made her realize that Marco would definitely not be able to relax at all."Will it take long?" Letta asked again, making Marco raise his shoulders."Who knows, it might take a long time, or it might be quick," Marco said as he felt Letta'

Chad listened carefully and felt that Malcolm's analysis made sense.He asked, "Bro, if he really wants the Callahan family, will you help him?"Malcolm's dark eyes looked deep and he did not answer the question.Neither explicitly said he would help, nor explicitly refused.Chad had been with him for a long time, so he naturally understood what he meant and didn't ask any more questions.Back at the National Investigation Bureau, Malcolm immediately asked Chad to launch his own investigation into Mrs. Callahan's death.Chad cross-examined all the servants and bodyguards in the Callahan family.After half a day of checking, there was no result.Mrs. Callahan's autopsy result was out and it was indeed an unidentified drug that she was taken.Chad carefully inspected the autopsy result and asked the forensic doctor, "Can you find out exactly what drug caused the asphyxiation death? And when the poison was taken?"The coroner shook his head, "No incompletely dissolved drug was found in M

Shane stared at the arrest warrant and his face quickly turned cold."Where's the evidence?"Chad was well prepared and handed over the evidence, which was very comprehensively organized.Shane took it and flipped through it carefully.Soon, he regained his composure."Mr. Malcolm, on this evidence, it was Anthony who accused me of using forbidden drugs, imprisoning my mother and poisoning you. Even the poison and unknown potions handed over to you were given by Anthony.""He has been abroad illegally for a year, so he may have brought something unclean from outside. If it was really him who deliberately murdered my mother, then all his confessions cannot be used as evidence at all. It's most likely to be self-directed."Shane's scarlet eyes looked compelling, "So Mr. Malcolm, shouldn't you investigate Anthony first?"Malcolm was expressionless, "Naturally I'll investigate him, but before Anthony is convicted, I do not favor one over the other. I'll be fair and impartial to any confes

This astonishing news shocked Malcolm and Chad at the same time.After the two looked at each other, Malcolm quickly regained his composure, "Okay, I'll check out the Callahan family. Continue with your business.""Okay Mr. Malcolm."Levi respectfully bent down and left.As soon as he left, Chad immediately came up and asked in a whisper, "Bro, Ted and Brad lead two teams. They're still waiting 500 meters away form the Callahan Residence. Do we still arrest him?" Malcolm calmly said, "This is very fishy. No hurry first. Let them continue to guard there. Wait for orders at any time. Take a copy of the evidence with you, as well as the arrest warrant. Do what I tell you to do.""Understood."The two men walked out of the National Investigation Bureau, one after the other, got into the car and headed to the Callahan Residence.The Callahan Residence was in chaos, with servants and bodyguards in a frenzy.Malcolm and Chad were not even greeted when they walked in.The whole villa was enve

Rebecca, who was scared, went pale and didn't dare to eat her meal.The food was made by Malcolm himself."Lyra, did I... just offend Mr. Malcolm again? Will I never see the sun tomorrow again ...?"Lyra stifled a laugh, "Don't worry. He's generous and will not bother with you, let alone make it difficult for you a little girl."Rebecca then soothed herself and let out a long breath.Lyra: "So, do you still want to train my manservant now?"Rebecca waved her hands, and shook her head, "I dare not. That is your exclusive right. How dare I dabble? Mr. Malcolm will have to cut me to death."Lyra stifled a laugh and serve her food, "Keep eating and get a good rest later. I'll have Eleven take you out tomorrow.""Okay."After the meal, Lyra went to the babies' room on the fourth floor, carrying the fruit she had washed herself.Malcolm sat on a small stool, with one hand holding Molly's crib and the other gently sahking the rattle.Lyra placed the fruit on the table and walked over to look

Hearing her gentle coaxing, Shane's eyes were reddened and gradually turned watery."Mom, I'm sorry. Your son wants to live. I don't want to give up the honor and power I've gotten now, let alone go into High-order Prison. I don't want to live worse than death and live like a walking corpse." He held the fading woman in his arms tighter and tighter."Don't worry. It was the appearance of that bastard son that caused your mental problems and lost my sister. I know how much you hate him.""I will, for sure, make him pay for it."In the late afternoon, Timothy returned home while rubbing his back and whimpering.He was forced to so assignments for the National Investigation Bureau over the past few days, and his whole body was aching.Shane was really ruthless. Shane knew he was weak and couldn't withstand the bureau's high-intensity mission.He simply wanted to cry, being oppressed every day like living in the hell.If this continued, when would it end?But once he remembered when Antho

Callahan Residence.The two bodyguards, who had returned from Lyre Spiti, limped upstairs and knocked on the door of Shane's study."Come in."The two of them held each other in misery.Shane was annotating a document and noticed the two moving inexplicably."What's going on? Where's Rebecca?""Mr. Shane, Miss Rebecca is staying at Lyre Spiti and is not coming back."Shane put down his pen and raised an eyebrow in interest, "That's not bad, so why don't you two follow her? Do you come back for what?"The bodyguards looked bitter, "We're forced out by Mrs. White. She had Eleven beat us both. Saying we should go back to wherever we come from." Snap-A teacup flew to the feet of both men.The tea splashed everywhere and the sound was appalling, signaling his anger."Useless things. Get out."He grimaced, held his forehead and rubbed his temples. He had a nervous headache.Melissa was tightly regulated and Rebecca was too simple to make things work.It was tricky.He annoyingly opened the

Tanya's POV.For our honeymoon, Marco takes me somewhere far away. Far from the royal families and the kingdoms. Far from civilization. We delve far into the woods and into its depth is where he brings me to a beautiful clearing. And there lies a small and quaint log cabin, big enough for just the two of us."It's beautiful Marco," I whisper in awe.Like little fairies, the bees and little bugs float and dance about the fields of lavender that surround us. The sun sparkles down and makes the grass glisten a vibrant green. And the log cabin sits quietly amidst the beautiful scenery. Marco brings me in and we drop our things in the room. I immediately go to kiss him, but Marco shakes his head with laughter. "What?' I ask playfully."Put on your bathing suit first.""Oh?" I chuckle, but oblige, pick up my bikini and quickly change as does he, and the two of us head off again. He takes me down a trail. "Close your eyes," he says. So, I do, and I take his hand, he leads me further and furt

Tanya's POV.I've been laced up in the most beautiful dress I've ever seen. The heart shaped bodice is covered in magnificent rhinestones and crystals that glitter and shimmer as I move. The corset hugs my figure and is connected to massive angel sleeves that slip past my wrists. The bottom of the dress flares out around me in layers of a brilliant shade of emerald green. And the veil that's placed over my head cascades down and out in a long train that's fit for royalty. For a Queen.I can't help eyeing myself in the mirror in disbelief. With my hair pulled into a tight bun, it's only the little twirled whips of my hair that are left to frame my face and green eyes that stare back at me in astonishment. To consider all the events leading up to this very moment, baffles me. Eighteen-year-old Tanya would never believe she is standing here today, about to be married to the King of the Mador Kingdom, to be declared Queen.I can't help but let my mind wander to the days before. How the Qu

Queen's POV.I've been confined and restricted to my quarters for over a month now. No one has come to see me, nor have I asked to be seen. I remain in solitude accepting my fate, so long as my children are able to survive, I care little for my own existence. My children will carry on my legacy, they will live on.Despite my acceptance of it, this reality still haunts me. And I find myself turning to books as a method to overcome my sadness. At least Joseph allowed me that. He could have easily left me within four walls that are empty and barren. But he permitted my love for reading.I drown myself in the variety of genres I've collected over the years. Books about science, books on philosophy, bibliographies, and my favourite, fiction. But today is no day for reading, for as I sit beside my window, my hands are forced to put down the pages in my hand. My room faces the main gate, and I watch the guards fluster and run about like madmen. Something is amiss.Even the guards stationed b

Dorian's POV.Mist enters my eyes and the world suddenly swirls out of focus. I frantically blink trying to see, but the mist is heavy. Thick clouds darken my surroundings as snow falls like white bullets from the sky. My skinny arms and hands wrap themselves round my body. The tips of my ears sting from the frigid environment as my teeth chatter uncontrollably.I've been walking for days. But my legs struggle to push through the thick layer of snow that blankets the ground. And behind me I leave a pathetic trail that will soon be erased as more snow falls. I bet I will be erased, blown away from the terrible cry of the wind, or smothered by the ice, or worse, I'll freeze, and wither away and melt into the snow.I drop to my knees.I try to stand, but my body is too weak. And the snow feels like a comfy mattress, offering me eternal sleep. But I have to keep going. My life has to mean more than just what my mother has made of me. It's been a year now since I left her behind and ventur

Marco's POV.'Marco? Marco, are you there?'I'm sitting with my war council when Eric's voice suddenly infiltrates my mind. My brows wrinkle, and my forehead creases as I can't decide how to respond."I need time alone," I say to my soldiers, and they all leave the tent we've been using to conduct tactics for the fight against the pack rogues. Eric is still calling out to me when I sit down. 'You right. You were right. I should have listened.'This doesn't sound like Eric, not at all. We considered each other rivals since children, we never played together, never trained together. We chose to be as far away from each other as possible. I saw Eric as the son of the Queen who replaced my mother, and Eric saw me as the person who threatened his right to the throne. I don't even remember the last time we've spoken over the mind link. Or, we might have never spoken over the mind link.'What's happened Eric?' despite how much his actions have angered me, how we're in the shit because of him

Marco's POV."What do you mean she's missing?" Eric has to yell over the rain, but his eyes are wide with disbelief."She's missing! Taken from her bed last night, there's no evidence that she even left her room. And even if she did leave, she took none of her possessions, not her purse, nor her clothes, nothing! It just doesn't make any sense."I relay to Eric everything with regards to Cathy's disappearance in detail. About how she was seen the night before but could not be found the next morning. That we checked all of Cathy's usual places, and that I sent soldiers to every corner of the kingdom. And how even other kingdoms hadn't seen her. "The only explanation is that you took her!"The rain pours and drenches us. But with my wolfish eyes I can see through the fog and dark mist, noticing how Eric is visibly shaken by the news about his sister. However, I notice something different about his previous strength and black magic power.The shadows around his body are dissipating. He s